I was driven down the highway

In a spanking silver car

24 and looking for an answer

But hadn’t gotten very far

And as I looked across my shoulder

To the school kids running by

Their hopeful eyes seemed dampened

By the clouded grey of mine

 

The suffocation only stops

Just when the lights go down

But from the land into the sea

In morning light, I drown

My motion in the night stopped dead

By the stillness of the day

Consoled by just the grainy blues

Of Billie Holiday

 

Time looks me in the eye

And asks “why the hell are you still here?”

“I just don’t know”, I answer,

“You’re far away and yet so near”

It taps upon my forehead

It shakes me by the throat

As I drift along through treacle

In this broken rowing boat